Have been up since 6am, pondering my future with gloom rather than excitement. Why ain’t I happy? After all I am off to sunny Cannes tomorrow. Well I hope it’s sunny or I’ll ask for my money back! But while it will be nice to see the family, get a bit of fresh air and walk the sites I haven’t visited for over 15 years (or there about), I am anxious at disappearing for a week when in the middle of finding a new job and preferably the perfect job for me; ie interesting, within walking distance and of course outrageously well paid so I can save for my fast approaching retirement. Not too much to ask, is it? Unfortunately and realistically, just finding an employer who’ll have me may be the only criteria I can hope for. I can’t help thinking that they’ll be counting the years left in me and thinking “not worth it”, “too old for change”, etc, etc. I can counter all that, but only if given the chance. Continue reading →